I thought this article was pretty amusing. Of course, drawing from imagination is a challenge. Most of my life I’ve used photos or life as reference, but now I start out on a new quest (self-indulgence is great). I’m drawing from imagination. Pertinent to this is drawing a bicycle from memory. Here’s mine. Of course I did cheat, and put a figure in front of it, hiding a big part of it.
So, as to the title…I realize big life changes bring on big changes in artwork. When I moved to New York City, my work changed from when I lived in Connecticut before. It took a while to settle in.
Art from Connecticut first time:
Another one from my Connecticut years about 10 years later.
And getting into the 90’s
Then with tremendous ado, we moved to New York City. Manhattan particularly. I tried to work as if I was still back in my home town of Stamford, CT. but the subject matter had changed. Finally, I made it work:
And then, with a little less ado, we moved to Sunnyside in Queens. I remember trying, trying, trying to draw the bridge outside my window that connected Queens to Brooklyn, or the other way around, depending on whether you were a Mets fan. The picture turned out dark and horrible, and I destroyed it immediately. I gave up art, totally and forever, or so I thought. Then after a long break which took me on a journey into learning and practising Reiki, of all things.
So, then once again, it began to flow. I started up again, with drawing more appropriate to Queens.
So, for many reasons, I decided to move back to Connecticut, dragging my boyfriend kicking and screaming. Of course, I tried to draw the state as if I were still living in Queens.
I avoided drawing people in NYC, because there were so many of them, and they were downright annoying. So, I’ve come back, and am, touching, very lightly, the subject of human beings again (as opposed to just cats).
The featured image is one of the first..so, let it rock and let it roll!